ON THE WAY HOME

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After our Ferndale adventures, we jumped in the car and commenced our journey home...Andrew, don't look so sad. It's only a thirteen hour drive...
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Accompanied by Andrew's brother....Sup, Ryan. Sweet shades, by the way...
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And Andrew's brother, Lane....You can't make me smile....
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...Leaving behind the beautiful, snow-capped Mount Baker.
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After two hours on the road, we were rewarded with a view of Seattle. All I could think about though was Tom Hanks, Meg Ryan, and a fancy, little house boat.
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But we stopped at a beautiful, ocean front park to eat lunch...
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And meet up with our Blevins buddies! They were kind enough to ferry across from Vashon Island to spend an hour with us. And bring along a ten-course meal! We couldn't believe all they spread on that picnic table to share!
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We sure love them. Hopefully next time, we'll have more time to spend with 'em.
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While we were there, Andrew couldn't resist the miniature zipline. He wanted to do it Superman style, but decided against it when a bunch of little kids showed up to watch.

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Wimp.

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After our visit came the driving-all-day-and-night-back-to-Idaho part. It had the potential to be mind-numbingly boring. But somehow, it became one of my favorite parts of the trip.

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We played every car game known to man: Alphabet Game, Twenty Questions, Rhyming Game, I'm Going on a Trip, Fortunately-Unfortunately...

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Several of these games had me laughing so hard!
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These two guys were extremely entertaining

...whether they knew it or not.

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While playing a game in the back:

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Don't put your elbow there...it's in the way.

Can I put it here?

No.

Well, you can't put your elbow there either!

Fine! Neither of us will put our elbow there!

Fine!

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I think that's about how it went down.

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Then it turned in to the wee hours of the morning, and I slept. Somewhere in the middle of the dark, empty state of Montana, I woke up to Lane and Ryan beginning a game in the front seat:

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Lane:

I spy with my little eye, something that is...

{pause}

...Something that is....

{pause}

Never mind. You can't see anything out here.
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I smiled before drifting back to sleep.
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After rolling in to quiet Rexburg, we collapsed into our beds. But not before Andrew took a picture of Lane and Ryan , who from the looks of it (who must have been really out of it), are snuggling on one side of the bed.

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Nothing like brotherly love.
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The next morning, I got up to go to work, while the guys slept the day away.

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Jerks.

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But they did come together that night to create a fabulous Japanese dinner! Yakisoba and gyoza. Mmmm....
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We were sad to see them go.

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